The Yuan family was destroyed, although the person who did the work was Luo Benliang, but the person that the Yuan family really hated would definitely not be Luo Benliang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Feng himself is very clear about this, if the other party really wants to retaliate, then the first to retaliate is definitely himself!

After sleeping for a day and a night, Luo Benliang's blow to the Yuan family is estimated to have come to an end, and the remaining Yuan family members who are struggling to breathe may come back to find trouble for themselves.

Zhang Feng's heart was secretly moved, and he immediately turned around and took a crutch from the side, and slowly leaned towards the figure that appeared.

The figure lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't notice Zhang Feng at all.

"I'll go!"

Zhang Feng took a deep breath, let out a low snort, and smashed the cane in his hand directly at the figure.

This time it is very fast, and the other party is still not defenseless at all, Zhang Feng has affirmed that the other party will definitely find his own way.

But before Zhang Feng could laugh, the figure suddenly spun in a strange circle, like a spinning top, and flexibly bypassed the crutches in Zhang Feng's hand.

In the next second, Zhang Feng had already felt a cold feeling coming from his throat.

This feeling was very clear, and Zhang Feng could even feel the murderous aura coming from the knife.

The crutches in Zhang Feng's hand were thrown directly on the ground, and the person who could emit such a murderous aura was definitely not an ordinary gangster, he was definitely a professional killer.

Zhang Feng asked himself if he had studied kung fu for a few years, but after all, Zhang Feng's body was thin at that time, and even if he learned it, it couldn't be effective.

Later, the old man left, and Zhang Feng never practiced again, and he had forgotten about it until now.

But the other party obviously looks like a person who is often in contact, and he doesn't know how much better he is than Zhang Feng.

If Zhang Feng still carries on like this with the other party, it is estimated that Zhang Feng will soon become a corpse.

"Who are you, why did you come to our Yuan Bao Zhai to make trouble?"

People are not poor in ambition, but the body is afraid, but the soul is not afraid.

At least before he died, Zhang Feng had to determine the identity of the other party.

"I'm Ice Cream. ”

"Ice Suit!"

Zhang Feng blinked, and finally remembered the little beggar who had saved him in the alley before.

Bingsheng had already recognized Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng's attack just now had already been felt by Bingsheng.

It's just that Bingsheng didn't want to speak and explain, didn't explain to Zhang Feng, and waited for the opportunity to hold Zhang Feng hostage to say it.

As soon as the knife was put down, Zhang Feng couldn't help but take a step back and look Bing Sheng up and down.

I have to say that Bingsheng is definitely an outstanding beauty.

A pair of jet-black hair coiled into a ponytail, a pair of sharp eyes exuding bursts of cold light, delicate facial features, fair skin, wearing a black sportswear, perfectly outlines the well-proportioned figure, although it is not said to be a country and a city, but it is definitely an iceberg beauty, beautiful and delicious.

With the beggar's clothes and the unpleasant smell before, even Zhang Feng's brain was open, he couldn't imagine that the ice suit in front of him was the beggar ice suit before!

And judging by the appearance, Bingsheng's age should be around twenty-two or three years old, which is definitely the most beautiful age.

But Bingsheng didn't care about his appearance at all, which made Zhang Feng extremely curious.

Zhang Feng stared at Bingsheng up and down, but Bingsheng didn't say a word, and after putting the cane back, he continued to go to the side and didn't know what he was doing.

finally met a mysterious woman, how could Zhang Feng miss it, and he also came over curiously.

When he arrived, Zhang Feng finally saw what Bingsheng was doing.

Dare to love this little girl is actually sharpening the knife, sharpening it is the knife she used to kill the Yuan family before.

Before, because he was dying in the alley, Zhang Feng was already nervous to death, and he didn't have the mood or time to take care of the knife in Bingsheng's hand.

At this time, Zhang Feng was not threatening, and suddenly remembered that the knife in Bingsheng's hand was extremely sharp, and when he touched people's skin casually, he could see the muscles, and the sharpness of this knife was far ten million times higher than that of ordinary knives.

But Zhang Feng vaguely remembered that this knife was very ordinary, just like a small knife, there was nothing surprising at all, even if it was sharpened hard, it should not be so sharp.

Zhang Feng slowly leaned behind Bingsheng, and Zhang Feng, who was a head taller than Bingsheng, finally saw the knife in Bingsheng's hand.

Sure enough, the knife in Bingsheng's hand is indeed very simple, it looks like a wooden handle with a small knife, there is no trace of lines on the knife body, but a cumbersome word is engraved on the position of the handle.

Zhang Feng glanced at it a few times, but he didn't recognize what the words were, so he couldn't help but shake his head, and turned his head and didn't intend to continue reading.

But when he turned his head, Zhang Feng just casually used his right eye, but suddenly saw thousands of white circles of light spreading out from the knife's body, densely covering almost all of Zhang Feng's body!

Zhang Feng's eyes widened, he took a few steps back suddenly, looking at the dense circle of light in front of him, the whole person was already shocked beyond measure, standing in place at a loss, and his face was dazed.

Being able to emit thousands of apertures shows that this is definitely an antique.

But in Zhang Feng's impression, he had never heard of such an ordinary knife, but it was still an antique.

"Bingsheng, can I take a look at your knife?"

"You mean good wins?"

"This knife is called Zen Sheng?"

Zhang Feng's head buzzed, and a wave of memories instantly drilled into Zhang Feng's brain.

In Yan Lao's notes, some of the world's most famous knives were mentioned.

If you want to talk about knives, it is natural that Huaxia has the most knives and the longest history, which can be called the king of short weapons.

In Yan Lao's notes, he has also introduced some relatively short but more famous knives, including male and female double knives, Zhongshan, five-colored, white deer and countless other world's treasure knives, not only the blade is extremely sharp, but also the best antiques that have always been sought after by everyone.

If you can get any of these treasure swords, the value will be at least more than 100 million yuan, which can be called a peerless treasure.

Although there are not many records in the history of the Zensheng Knife, this knife is extremely sharp, and it is said that it is made of meteorite, and the material is very hard, as long as it is cut by this Zenkatsu, even the steel is about to reveal a huge opening.

But all this is just a legend, if Zhang Feng hadn't seen the power of Shansheng in the alley before, Zhang Feng wouldn't have believed it.

Touching the good victory in front of him, Zhang Feng's eyes were full of joy.

I didn't expect that a woman I met unintentionally was holding such a famous knife, how could Zhang Feng not be excited?

However, Bingsheng held the knife as if he was holding his own life, Zhang Feng hesitated, but he still didn't dare to reach out to borrow Bingsheng's knife to take a look.

After grinding it a few times, it seemed that it was almost there, and he reached out and put the knife in his hand on the table, turned around and went to the inner hall.

After a few contacts with Bingsheng, Zhang Feng also understood Bingsheng's habits.

Although this woman was very beautiful, she was extremely cold, and even said a sentence of more than seven words very rarely.

Being able to leave Shansheng in front of Zhang Feng already shows that he trusts Zhang Feng very much, and Zhang Feng doesn't have the luxury of expecting Bingsheng to say it directly.

Reaching out to pick up Shansheng, Zhang Feng kept playing with it in his hand, and his eyes were full of love.

Although Shansheng said that the blade is not long, there is no eye-catching place, and it looks like a switchblade.

But Zhang Feng once read in Yan Lao's book, the reason why Shansheng is called Shansheng is because Shansheng used to be a dagger held by a great general, and he didn't know how many souls he had, and he used the second knife to fight many victories, and became famous.

It doesn't matter how good the knife is, what matters is the person who uses it.

Touching the knife in his hand, Zhang Feng could feel what kind of person Bingsheng was.

Bing Sheng appeared very bizarrely, and his skills were almost the most powerful people Zhang Feng had ever seen.

It's good now, there is such a famous knife in his hand, which not only makes Zhang Feng more and more curious about Bingsheng's identity.

However, Zhang Feng had also asked before, but Bingsheng had never said anything about her life experience, so Zhang Feng didn't dare to ask more.

Go with the flow, what Zhang Feng has to do now is to seize the time to try the power of good victory.

The blade of Shansheng's knife is not more than twenty centimeters, which is shorter than the general dagger, Zhang Feng didn't dare to cut some stones or anything, looked left and right, Zhang Feng casually picked up an inkstone in the counter.

This inkstone is a porcelain inkstone, just to try the power of this good victory.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Feng didn't know how to use a knife, so he could only casually slash at the inkstone on the table.

Click!

I thought that there would be a small crack in this inkstone, or the biggest thing is to cut it a little deeper.

But when Zhang Feng looked down, he was so shocked that his big mouth could fit two eggs!

Astound!

It is impossible for Zhang Feng not to be shocked!

Just now, Zhang Feng didn't use six or seven points of strength, and he broke the good victory and the ice cake.

But I never expected that this Shansheng not only didn't have a little thing, but the inkstone on the table, including the table, had already appeared from the middle of a huge cut, and Shansheng easily passed through the table!

Zhang Feng never thought about this level of sharpness, compared to the demon knife Muramasa, this good victory is not much better!

Being able to have such a good knife, Zhang Feng became more and more curious about Bingsheng's identity.

Bell bell bell!

Zhang Feng had just returned Shansheng to Bingsheng, but the phone rang.

Hurriedly took out the phone, Zhang Feng looked down, but it was Zhuang Xiaoya calling.

The Yuan family has been uprooted by Luo Benliang, and even if they can survive, they don't care that they are just shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and they can't set off any waves.

At this time, Luo Benliang and Zhuang Xiaoya should be celebrating, what is the matter with suddenly looking for themselves?

Zhang Feng was puzzled, but he still connected the phone.

"Zhang Feng, you come to the sub-bureau, there are some things to tell you. ”

Zhuang Xiaoya's tone was not as relaxed and excited as Zhang Feng imagined, but there was still a sense of solemnity.

Could it be that this matter is not over yet, what are the ulterior secrets in it?

Zhang Feng was solemn, agreed, and turned around and walked outside.

But as soon as Zhang Feng walked out, he saw Bingsheng following behind her and jumped into the car directly.

"No, Bingsheng, I'm going out to run errands, I don't need you to follow, you just do your own business, you don't have to accompany me. ”

"You have protected me with your life, my life is yours, and I will go wherever you go. ”

This sentence made Zhang Feng's heart warm, looking at Bingsheng, Zhang Feng also nodded, did not insist any longer, and drove straight to the sub-bureau.

When he arrived at the sub-bureau, as soon as Zhang Feng saw Zhuang Xiaoya, a smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, I really didn't expect it, it seems that I should congratulate you now, Deputy Director Zhuang!"

Looking at Zhuang Xiaoya, who had already put on a new outfit and had some more police badges on her shoulders, a smile also flashed on Zhang Feng's face.

"Okay, don't make fun of me here, Yuan Meimei died yesterday, but she left some clues before, you can take a look!"